Niciodata

Niciodata

Vlad m-a suprins ieri cu un cuvant nou, care a sunat atat de ciudat venind tocmai de la el…

 

EN: Vlad surprised me yesterday with a new word, which sound so strange especially coming from him…

Cand abia implinise 2 ani mi se parea ca vorbeste cam putin pentru varsta lui. Cum mi-a trecut prin cap acest gand, cum a rostit prima propozitie: “A baut mama suc.” Eram amandoi in masina si a spus-o atat de tare si raspicat, incat aveam senzatia ca vrea sa ma invete pe mine limba romana. Avea exact aceeasi intonatie ca vorbitorii de limbi straine de pe diverse cursuri audio. Intre timp, situatia s-a schimbat.

Stalceste multe cuvinte, dar e adorabil cand o face. Iar teama mea ca va fi un copil tacut a apus, caci acum vorbeste intruna. Ieri m-a suprins rostind un cuvant nou, care a sunat atat de inedit venind tocmai de la el: NICIODATA.

Pai niciodata ce, mai omulet de nici 90 cm? Niciodata ce, cand ai 2 ani, 6 luni si 28 zile?

Niciodata nu voi manca friptura.

Niciodata nu ma voi opri din sarit in pat.

Niciodata nu voi face teme pentru acasa.

Niciodata nu voi calatori fara parinti.

Niciodata nu voi purta portocaliu.

Niciodata nu o sa imi fac tatuaj.

Niciodata nu voi mai merge la doctor.

Niciodata nu o sa mai rad cand te doare, mami.

Niciodata nu o sa renunt la Fulger si Mickey.

Niciodata nu o sa ma schimb.

 

E asa ciudat sa te aud zicand “niciodata”, Perfectu’ meu iubit. In viata asta o vei mai spune de atat de multe ori si te vei mai razgandi tot de la fel de multe ori, mintindu-te ca tu niciodata nu vei spune niciodata.

In poze port: helanca si pantaloni DVF (ambele via sportcouture.ro), platforme & Other Stories, ochelari si geanta Zara, ceas Cluse. Mai jos si tinuta in miscare:

 

EN: When he had just turned two I felt that he didn’t say much for his age. Just when I had this thought, he already said his first sentence: “Mum drank juice.” We were both in the car and he said it so loud and clear, that I felt like he was trying to teach me Romanian. He had the exact same intonation as the speakers of foreign languages on various audio courses. In the mean time, the situation has changed.

He still doesn’t say many words right, but he’s really adorable while doing it. And my fear that he will be a quiet kid has gone by, because he speaks non stop. Yesterday he surprised me with a new word, which sounded so unique especially coming from him: NEVER.  

Well never what, you little man, not even 90 cm big? Never what, when you are 2 years, 6 months and 28 days old?

I will never eat roast.

I will never stop jumping on the bed.

I will never do homework.

I will never travel without my parents. 

I will never wear orange. 

I will never get a tattoo. 

I will never go to the doctor.

I will never laugh again when you are hurting, mummy.

I will never give up on Lightning and Mickey.

I will never change.

It’s so weird to hear saying “never”, my Perfect loved one. In this life you will say it so many more times and you will change your mind just as often, lying to yourself that you will never say never.

In the pictures I am wearing: DVF blouse and pants (both via sportcouture.ro), & Other Stories platforms, Zara glasses and bags, Cluse watch. Above you can see the outfit on the move.